My parents both have green thumbs, and love to plant and garden together... which begs the question, "What the heck happened to me?"
When I bought my place nearly three years ago, my realtor gave me mums. I was so excited to have my first plant... I couldn't wait to watch it bloom. I left the mums on my deck, and had every intention of caring for it. Over the next few weeks, I found myself busy with work, unpacking, and decorating. When I went out onto my deck one Saturday morning, I found that my once thriving orange mums were dried and brown. No one gave me directions on how to care for the plant, and I didn't water it during those 2+ weeks. I haven't had a live plant since.
So, today I bought my very own plant! After work, my co-workers and I had a welcome dinner to celebrate the newest addition to our department, Laura. I met up with everyone at J's Restaurant after my last patient left, and I was starving. I started with a glass of Riesling and browsed the menu for something new and different to try. Unfortunately, nothing really caught my eye. I went with a chicken pesto panini, because I love pesto. I was telling the girls how good my dinner was, and someone suggested I make pesto as a "new/different thing." I asked what was needed to make it: fresh basil, pine nuts, olive oil, garlic, and parmesan cheese (not the kind in the green Kraft container). As excited as I was about learning a new recipe, I was even more excited at the thought of starting an herb garden. Meghan asked if there was a place for me to actually grow a garden at my condo... and I don't think there really is (hopefully, it will be ok if I just put my plant by a window and remember to water it). At any rate, I went to Stop and Shop after dinner to buy myself a basil plant. I'll let you know how my attempt at pesto goes in a few more blogs... now I just have to buy pine nuts, parmesan cheese, a food processor, and a cheese grater.
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